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 - BY I.IDA M. KECK. THE "GEMUEXHIICHElf" AT...
BY I.IDA M. KECK. THE "GEMUEXHIICHElf" AT REHTSCHLEE'S. sons to show the An Inspiration Comes Over One And in Verse Tells the Story. [3 T the last meeting of the Gemueth r*. lichen al the home of Mrs. Wil am Dlngfelder the members of the lub were treated to a little surprise oi terary salad. It seems that Mr. and rfrs. G. A. Rentschler recently enter- ained the club at their country home One of the club members, it is presumed, •as so impressed with the gathering or he beautiful scenery of the country iome or something, at any rate the muse ras inspired and a poetic account of he event was duly chronicled. This ccount was sent to Mrs. Dingfelder; it was unsigned; when the meeting had ssembled she rose and without any pecial Introduction read: Here they come," prince Adam cried As the "Gemuethlicben" he spied, Some one run and tell the cook, iee how hungry they all look!" Vhen the wagon came in sight .dam smiled with all his might; .nd with a majestic wave of his band Welcomed in the merry band, 'hu'be, juPt as sweet as she could be, Vas equally glad them (ill to see. Smilingly snjing, "You've had a chill} ride, Come in and warm at our fireside." The Indies roamed about the grounds so g»y Vlth the host's little way. Laden with flowers tney returned to th, house, Vhere in a short time they were to have i "Schmaus." 'be gentlemen in the meantime had seen all the bogs, 'lie cows and the horses and even the dogs, •And now," Adam sold, "I'll show you the chickens, For boys, they lay just IJke the dickens. They were indeed a sight to behold nd could not be bought for love or gold ow came the summons at dinner to ap pear And all were glad that call to hear. The table groaned under its weight of good things, .nd I'll tell you what it was fit for kings The "8ehniier Ktt-'se" seasoned with chlvei Vas the best we ate In all our lives. And ''wlr haben so lange gesessen Bis es war beinahe alles aufgegessen," After dinner the tables were cleared away And the guests Invited a long while to ttay. Onr tall friend Will sings so very well really thought it must be "Dlguy Bell," Ami George S. who lives on the hill, •layeu the fiddle with a will. O'er sweet Sue's face a blusb would steal When anyone asked her "How do you feel?" Mary and Lena sang low and mellow Arrayed In dresses made "A la umbrella. 1 Mr. and Mrs. J. B. such a very nice pair ,elt very early to go to the "World' Fair." Friend E. had such an ache In her head guess she was glad to get home to bed. Anna and Ida such charming sisters are To have them absent would the evenin mar. I was so glad that fair Emma was there For often like "Flora McFllmsy" she ha nothing to wear. Sam, as usual, with ease and grace Made himself agreeable to all on tbe place Friend John really sang with such force, I'm afraid the next day found him quiti hoarse. Stately L. D., the belle of the crowd When reading this will feel quit* proud, Mrs. R. did her duty that night By playing selections gay and bright. Charley, who had been hammering all day Got tbe 'headache for his pay; And I was told at the evening's frolic He suddenly got an attack of colic. Mrs. O. wittily told of the flood How all the teachers were carried throuf the mud. Carrie was very demure and shy (i. being absent was the reason why. _.., also looked quite sad And said "Poor Martin felt so bad," Mrs. E. wan unusually gay Constantly talking about the dellghtfu day. 'Hark! who Is playing tbat air," Asked William, who stood near tho stair, "O that" said O. B., "I would bet my life la ono of the chestnuts played by my wife "Now," said Will S., "we'll "Ing th chova), I want you to loin In'ono and all," They all then sang with might slid main Till all hud In their sides * psln. When tbe party WM homeward bound Home one said ths road wasn't sound, 80 Chris B. bad to look out for tbst hols And was rewarded by-"p*yln« tbe toll." Bo thres chesrs for Adsm und his wlff, We'll come sf»l» "You bet your life." Br UVKMVito'

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  1. Hamilton Evening Journal,
  2. 20 May 1893, Sat,
  3. Page 4

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